This is title of a book my mom and aunt always wanted to write, about all the crazy things kids do, and say, and the things you mom never warned you about, the phrases you never imagined you'd use.
My kids have been giving me all kinds of "first time, hope i never have to do THAT again" moments this summer. Here are a few cute moments.
My son was playing on his wake board, in the grass with Sammy, and she was trying to share, and he wouldn't so I scolded him .. he says
" awww, C'mon Mom! I'm surfin' the net here!"
On the way home from swimming one day the darling were playing the ever popular, "Don't look at me" game and it's cousin, "She's looking at me! make her stop!" . SO i said to them ...
"Do you know who else is looking at you? God! God is ALWAYS watching, and you had better remember that next time you wanna be mean."
Grant is very solemn, and then Sammy in her pixie voice pipes up ..
"God?! I remember God!"
ON another day, my kids were playing with a friend who was over with her mom, while we tried to hash out lessons for VBS next week, our kids played VERY loudly. I went to shoo them out of the bathroom and find a rather pungent smell as i walk down the hall ..... kind like old lady perfume ...
Lo and behold, My son had decided to ... for some reason DUMP baby powder into the potty. GAG! My bathroom has no windows, is VERY small, and HOLDS smells well. So all day long if you wanted to go potty, you had to sit in a tiny room that smells like 10 old lady's at a quilting bee. GAG!
Last night, we went to a community BBQ held by our intrepid Youthworks staff. The last one of the year. It is held at a nice park with a great playground. Everything went great, lots of people, kids were great, even ate a small amount of food. but near the end .... it went bad. ;P My son was playing on these toadstool thingies. They each get taller than the last, and then got into a set a swinging platforms. Grant LOVES them. He has mastered the platforms, and going from one to the other, so i guess he was upping the difficulty level, and went to run up them. .... well, he tells it best.
"I was running, and I was trying to put my foot out to the next one, but i just used my face instead. And i was going to it, and looked right at it, and then it hit me in the eye. and it hurt alot!"
OI VEY! I was pretty certain he broke his nose, but the nose doesn't hurt, only the eye, with a cut on the lid, and now his black eye from last week (where he dropped a toy motorcycle on his face) is blacker, and I'm pretty sure he'll have one to match. WOW!
My kids have been giving me all kinds of "first time, hope i never have to do THAT again" moments this summer. Here are a few cute moments.
My son was playing on his wake board, in the grass with Sammy, and she was trying to share, and he wouldn't so I scolded him .. he says
" awww, C'mon Mom! I'm surfin' the net here!"
On the way home from swimming one day the darling were playing the ever popular, "Don't look at me" game and it's cousin, "She's looking at me! make her stop!" . SO i said to them ...
"Do you know who else is looking at you? God! God is ALWAYS watching, and you had better remember that next time you wanna be mean."
Grant is very solemn, and then Sammy in her pixie voice pipes up ..
"God?! I remember God!"
ON another day, my kids were playing with a friend who was over with her mom, while we tried to hash out lessons for VBS next week, our kids played VERY loudly. I went to shoo them out of the bathroom and find a rather pungent smell as i walk down the hall ..... kind like old lady perfume ...
Lo and behold, My son had decided to ... for some reason DUMP baby powder into the potty. GAG! My bathroom has no windows, is VERY small, and HOLDS smells well. So all day long if you wanted to go potty, you had to sit in a tiny room that smells like 10 old lady's at a quilting bee. GAG!
Last night, we went to a community BBQ held by our intrepid Youthworks staff. The last one of the year. It is held at a nice park with a great playground. Everything went great, lots of people, kids were great, even ate a small amount of food. but near the end .... it went bad. ;P My son was playing on these toadstool thingies. They each get taller than the last, and then got into a set a swinging platforms. Grant LOVES them. He has mastered the platforms, and going from one to the other, so i guess he was upping the difficulty level, and went to run up them. .... well, he tells it best.
"I was running, and I was trying to put my foot out to the next one, but i just used my face instead. And i was going to it, and looked right at it, and then it hit me in the eye. and it hurt alot!"
OI VEY! I was pretty certain he broke his nose, but the nose doesn't hurt, only the eye, with a cut on the lid, and now his black eye from last week (where he dropped a toy motorcycle on his face) is blacker, and I'm pretty sure he'll have one to match. WOW!
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